The World’s Greatest is Dead

The World’s Greatest is Dead – Chapter 110

*Craaaack-!*

“Ugh!”

*Crack-CRACK-!!*

“Argh!”

Screams filled the air, accompanied by sounds of something rough echoing loudly.

The sounds were emanating from a young man rolling on the ground.

“Ugh!!”

The young man twisted his body, moving hastily.

His body jolted once more.

Though he anticipated the attack and defended himself with both arms, something pierced through, striking his chest.

*Whap-!*

“Oof!”

He was sent flying, the qi enveloping his body proving futile.

Under the impact, it shattered with ease.

‘Damn it.’

Gritting his teeth, Poison Dragon quickly changed his stance, stomping hard on the ground and summoning his inner qi.

He grabbed a throwing knife from his bosom and hurled it; the moment the dagger caught the wind, he clutched another blade.

*Clang-! Clang!*

The thrown knives fell pathetically. It didn’t matter. What mattered was creating an opening.

But, *Swish-!*

Amidst the rough wind, something approached him.

Was it an elbow? As soon as he confirmed, his jaw was sent upward again.

*Whap-!*

“Argh!”

Poison Dragon was launched into the air, only to tumble back to the ground.

Those watching him swallowed hard.

“Sigh.”

“Poison Dragon…”

It was none other than one of the Seven Geniuses who had fallen so pathetically.

Though considered the weaker among the Seven Geniuses, he was still a prodigy among the current young generation.

Moreover, he was hailed as the ‘Heavenly Reincarnation’ of the Poison Sovereign, who, alongside Yu Chun-gil, played a significant role in the victory of the Great Demon War.

He was supposed to be the one to bring glory to the Tang Family.

To see such a person rolling on the ground…

The spectators, Do Hyung and Chun Uijin, were left gasping in disbelief.

No wonder.

The one mercilessly beating Poison Dragon was…

“How can Young lady Tang…”

It was his own sister, Poison Flower Tang Yelan.

Tang Yelan casually pummeled Poison Dragon.

With her small fist cutting through the air, it struck Poison Dragon’s solar plexus effortlessly.

*Craaaack-!*

The impact was far from trivial, and Poison Dragon let out another scream with a rough sound.

Fast and precise.

Strong at every move.

Every single movement of Tang Yelan was filled with such intensity that it invoked admiration.

‘Wow.’

I, too, caught myself gasping.

‘She’s stronger than Poison Dragon, indeed.’

I had only half-believed Yu Chun-gil’s words, but seeing this confirmed it beyond doubt.

Wasn’t it so?

‘She seemed so lackluster in the training.’

She hadn’t even moved properly back then, acting like a complete amateur.

“Ugh-aaaaagh-!!”

To toy with Poison Dragon like this.

‘Why the sudden change?’

Her current demeanor was entirely different from how she acted before.

Although her stance against Pal Du-Hyeok when he approached me was impressive…

That was more of persistence and courage.

But this was different.

‘Fast.’

So fast that it was near invisible.

‘… Precise.’

Her movements were precisely controlled at that speed.

I was certain.

‘I can’t win.’

I couldn’t beat Tang Yelan.

It was an obvious conclusion.

I couldn’t even beat Poison Dragon, so how could I defeat Tang Yelan, who was thrashing Poison Dragon?

‘Impressive.’

It was indeed impressive. Not only was Yu Chun-gil right, but I never expected Tang Yelan to be this strong.

Just then.

“Argh! This wench–!!”

Something shifted in Poison Dragon after taking a continuous beating. Avoiding Tang Yelan’s onslaught briefly, he summoned all his remaining strength.

“!”

My body reacted to that aura.

‘This is…’

It didn’t seem like ordinary fighting spirit. I saw a thick green aura slowly rising from Poison Dragon’s body.

『Look at that guy.』

Yu Chun-gil laughed, seemingly amused upon seeing it.

『He seems to have reached at least the third level.』

『It’s the fourth level.』

『Huh? The fourth level?』

When Poison Sovereign corrected Yu Chun-gil, Yu Chun-gil chuckled.

『To reach the fourth level of Tang Family’s Roaring Fang Technique at that age? Not bad at all.』

Tang Family’s Roaring Fang Technique was the core technique of the Tang family.

So, it meant it had reached the fourth level…

‘Is the fourth level high?’

I didn’t know for sure, but based on Yu Chun-gil’s reaction, it seemed quite high.

‘If it’s surprising enough for that old man, then it must be remarkable.’

If Yu Chun-gil, who usually treated everything as trivial, was complimenting it, then it had to be impressive.

And indeed.

‘Even to me, it looks amazing.’

It was clear at first glance that it was extraordinary.

“…… You dare.”

Poison Dragon, imbued with a green aura, gripped a short sword and pointed it forward.

Then, *Ssssss-!!*

‘Huh?’

Poison Dragon’s presence began to fade.

He was clearly right in front of me, so how was he doing that?

It was nighttime, but the surrounding lamps were bright. Yet, even in that light, Poison Dragon’s body seemed to be fading.

It was fascinating.

And dangerous.

‘…… To disappear like that right in front of me.’

What was that? It wasn’t hiding stealthily; it was vanishing right before my eyes.

If one wanted to face him, that ability was exceedingly dangerous.

What was the principle behind it? As I narrowed my eyes, trying to figure it out,

『He’s using his aura to erase his presence. Moreover, he’s causing an illusion by distorting the surroundings. He hasn’t truly disappeared, so use Moon Eye to verify.』

Yu Chun-gil spoke, providing an answer.

As soon as I heard that, I focused my eyes.

*Crackling.*

Ki infused into my eyes. Finally, I could see it.

The aura surrounding Poison Dragon’s body.

‘…… Indeed.’

The movement of the surrounding aura was peculiar.

‘Is he causing an illusion using that?’

It was fascinating how he created such a situation using some principle.

It was the first time I had witnessed the martial arts of the Tang family, and it was quite remarkable.

‘I heard he’s an assassin. Seeing it for myself, it’s clear.’

Their martial arts utilized daggers and short swords.

Anyone could see that they weren’t fighters who took on their enemies head-on.

I had heard bits about their martial arts before.

But to think they could use martial arts that made them vanish right before one’s eyes.

‘Fighting him would be dangerous.’

Especially on a night like this.

‘How does one counter such martial arts?’

Thanks to Moon Eye’s power, I could see him now, but what if I didn’t have it?

As I pondered this,

『Boy. Don’t be mistaken. The martial arts of the Tang family aren’t scary just because of this.』

Yu Chun-gil spoke to me as if it were a matter of course.

『Do you not remember why the Tang family is a terror to warriors?』

‘…… Ah.’

His words snapped me out. He was right.

The reason the Tang family was feared wasn’t because of such mere martial arts.

Additionally, it wasn’t because of the fame acquired through the Iron Workshop.

The gravest threat lay in.

‘Poison Arts.’

The usage of poison arts, capable of threatening any elite warrior, was the most frightening aspect.

『Watch carefully. This level alone is worth witnessing.』

As he continued speaking, I focused on Poison Dragon.

Meanwhile, Yu Chun-gil kept on explaining to me.

『The Poison Arts, let’s say. It’s not about carrying around poison and applying it or spreading it on the sword.』

‘…… Not carrying it?’

How do they use it then?

As I pondered, Yu Chun-gil continued explaining.

『From a young age, the Tang family’s warriors come into contact with countless poisons. They ingest it, apply it to their bodies, and even create wounds to apply it.』

Just listening to it was a tale of agony. That sounded purely like torture.

『Going through such training, the Tang family members would naturally be born with resistance to poisons, but many do not survive the training.』

That made sense.

『But for those who survive such training, their muscles and blood vessels naturally carry the poison they’ve accumulated.』

『When the poison flowing through the body combines with the aura created by the Tang family’s core technique, it is called ‘Poison Ki’.』

『There, the poison that could be stored in the body was not infinite, so they often ate poisonous herbs to recharge.』

They filled their bodies with poison through torturous training.

And they combined that with their physical energy to use martial arts?

‘… Even eating poison periodically in preparation for running out?’

I felt an overwhelming shock upon hearing that they needed to consume poison to use martial arts.

『… That damn guy. He casually spills family secrets like it’s nothing.』

Poison Sovereign seemed displeased with Yu Chun-gil’s words, but judging from his reaction, it appeared to be true.

The idea that one could endure such a thing just to become a warrior of the Tang family was astounding.

‘… If it were me, I would’ve run away long ago.’

I would have bitten my tongue and died if I had to endure that kind of training.

『Heh heh. So watch closely. With that much, at least he’ll become an exceptional figure.』

The Tang family’s bloodline, which survived rigorous and brutal training, included a man known as the Poison Dragon, an alleged reincarnation of Poison Sovereign.

As he gradually gathered his energy, he began to move.

*Swoosh-!*

Poison Dragon lunged towards Tang Yelan.

Emerald green sparks burst from his nearly undetectable presence.

A dagger sliced through the air, aiming at Tang Yelan.

At that moment.

『No, that’s not it. It’s not that direction.』

Yu Chun-gil spoke.

『Didn’t I tell you to look at the real one in front, not that pathetic fool?』

*Boom—!!!*

With his words, Poison Dragon crashed into the ground once more.

“Kheuak!”

The dagger that Poison Dragon was holding flew into the air.

It seemed he had lost his grip on his sword.

Tang Yelan moved her hand to grab Poison Dragon by the neck and slammed him into the ground.

“Kkeuk!”

Though Poison Dragon struggled, Tang Yelan did not let go.

*Sizzle—!*

Suddenly, a burning sound was heard. The source of the sound was Poison Dragon’s neck.

‘That’s…’

From the spot where Tang Yelan was holding, Poison Dragon’s neck began to turn black.

A foul smell also wafted through the air. It didn’t seem like it was burning.

‘Poisoning…?’

It seemed he was gradually getting poisoned.

The sight of his skin turning a purplish hue was quite gruesome.

Would it be alright to leave it like that? Worry began to set in.

“Coolurk!”

Poison Dragon coughed up blood. The blood splattered on Tang Yelan’s hand.

Then.

“… Hik!!”

As the blood hit her hand, Tang Yelan shuddered and quickly distanced herself from Poison Dragon.

“Keok… Huff…”

As Tang Yelan backed away, Poison Dragon’s skin began to return to normal.

“Kkeu… Huff… Hah…”

Even though he was trembling, Poison Dragon tried to get up again.

It seemed he was determined to continue, judging by the focus in his eyes.

“… Hmph…”

Tang Yelan, seemingly disturbed by the blood on her hand, froze in place.

Despite it being just a few drops of blood, Tang Yelan appeared on the verge of a meltdown.

“You…you…”

Poison Dragon tried to lunge at Tang Yelan again, but.

“That’s enough.”

*Bang-!*

The Poison King appeared suddenly and struck the Poison Dragon’s head.

With a thud, Poison Dragon fell to the ground.

He seemed to have lost consciousness.

“No more will be allowed.”

What was he even talking about, after allowing so much already? Poison King’s words felt absurd, but.

“Young lady Tang.”

The Poison King called out to Tang Yelan, leaving the fallen Poison Dragon behind.

She looked at Poison King, trying to stop her shaking hand with her other hand.

“Y-Yes…”

The Poison King glanced at Tang Yelan’s hand and then spoke.

“Go back to your chamber immediately. Do not come out until I call you for your punishment.”

“…”

“Answer me.”

“Y-Yes… I understand…”

Tang Yelan answered Poison King and started to walk hesitantly. At that moment.

Tang Yelan looked in this direction.

I thought she was looking at me, but it didn’t seem like it.

Where could her gaze be directed? As I moved a bit, I realized.

She was looking at Murong Yeongsun.

“Hmm.”

Sensing her gaze, Murong Yeongsun spoke softly.

“… This is quite unexpected?”

Her face was scrunched up, radiating considerable discomfort.